martial law

It's different when you really fight...

First of all, the knife hand rushed to the front of Mr. Yang's chariot and horse. He rolled over on the spot just before the gunshot, and the light of the knife passed by, cutting off the front legs of two horses.

Taking advantage of the situation, he stepped on his foot, soared into the sky, and slashed at Yang Shoucheng with a vertical knife.

Bullets swished past his side and feet, and at the price of a small blood flower on his shoulder, he was about to kill with a knife.

"Bah..."

Amidst the bean-popping sound, a particularly ear-splitting gunshot rang out.

The knife man's fierce face with bared teeth and mouth suddenly exploded, and a blood hole the size of a baby's fist appeared between his eyebrows, and he fell to the ground with a snap.

Immediately afterwards, the carriage overturned, and Yang Shoucheng fell out of the carriage, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

Cursing: "It's really unreasonable."

It was a complete disaster.

Frightened by this, he quickly dragged Liang Yingzhen back.

Yang Lin withdrew the muzzle of the gun aimed at the front of the convoy, feeling confident that it was Wang Xiaoqiao who shot.

Because Wang Xiaoqiao was wounded and had an old friendship with Mr. Yang, he was arranged in the second carriage, and Uncle Da was of course also there.

Uncle Da's arm was injured. Apart from being able to run faster at this time, he was basically useless.

But even if Wang Xiaoqiao's internal organs were not fully healed, he was still powerful in battle.

Wherever he sits, there is a fort.

Powerful.

How can a mere Northwest swordsman break through his block.

His gun must have also been specially modified, which is extra powerful and the sound of the gun is also extra loud.

Yang Lin knew it as soon as he heard it.

He withdrew his gaze from that side, facing the light of the knife cutting his head and face, he chuckled.

I have to say, facing some people, guns are still easy to use.

It doesn't take much effort.

As long as you shoot fast, shoot accurately, and have courage and calmness, you are an excellent shooter.

"The road of martial arts practice is indeed a long way to go. If you want not to be abandoned by the times, you can only go faster and stronger..."

Some of these flashed through my mind.

Snapped……

He blasted the head of the swordsman who was close at hand with one shot.

Reaching out with his left hand, he took the long knife that had been cut to the top of his head, and looked at the swordsman who fell to the ground with a bewildered expression on his face, and sneered.

He dared to charge with a pistol like a man before he reached the state of divine power, this person is too inflated.

"Even when I was in the Ming Jin stage, I only dared to fight..."

……

Wang Xiaoqiao didn't know what he was thinking.

Except for firing one shot to kill the knifeman who attacked Yang Shoucheng, he stopped shooting.

Yang Lin didn't stop here.

Now that he has already started, there is naturally no reason to stop.

Even if he said that he didn't want to do anything, and turned hostility into friendship, the other party would definitely not listen.

In fact, the other three remaining swordsmen no longer chased and killed those Russell and Princess Marilyn, but turned their heads and rushed to their side like goshawks.

As if he was their father-killing enemy, fierce and vicious.

"Ridiculous."

Although Yang Lin's marksmanship is not very good, there are more than ten guns behind him, and they all fired together.

I can aim and shoot calmly, just like shooting birds.

The three swordsmen were only rushing halfway, and two of them had already been beaten into blood gourds. They fell to the ground and rushed to the street without saying a word.

And that leading man is not easy.

His body speeded up suddenly, his body dodged left and right, and he paid the price of being shot in the shoulder and abdomen, but still clenched his teeth, and slashed towards Yang Lin like a gale.

I don't know why?

He just identified Yang Lin.

One is that he stood at the front, and the other is that Yang Lin was the happiest when he shot...

Standing and shooting without knowing dodge is just the best wooden stake, which can kill with one blow.

Watching this man's figure rush forward, although his bullet hit his shoulder and abdomen, he perfectly avoided the rest of the bullets.

bang...

Bullets empty.

Yang Lin shook his head and laughed, thinking that he was really not a qualified shooter, his marksmanship was pretty bad.

Facing a swordsman who has barely reached the stage of Ming Jin, he can't kill him with a gun.

He felt like a failure in life.

Then he threw away the empty pistol in his hand, and with a sudden figure, he dragged the long knife behind him backwards, slashing a bright light like a plum blossom in snow.

With the saber in hand, Yang Lin held a saber flower and stuck it on the ground with his backhand.

Stretching out his fingers to flick off the blood beads on the blade, without looking at the man who was slowly falling to the ground, he took a step to the side, avoiding the blood that flew up from the shallow shot, and sighed, "The knife is still better."

……

The blond girl is not running away now either.

Looking at Yang Lin, his eyes were a little straight.

With one hand tightly covering his open mouth, his face was full of excitement.

She just didn't see clearly how the two sides fought each other.

Hearing the explosion of gunfire and seeing the dazzling light of the sword, the head of that very powerful swordsman flew up.

Not to mention marksmanship, it's pretty bad.

This knife method.

But it's too beautiful.

Although she is only 13 years old, her muscles and bones are far from mature, and she has not practiced any sword skills.

However, he has been trained in rapier and foil since he was a child, and a court sword dance has been appreciated by many people.

Naturally, he is a person who knows the goods.

Yang Lin was taken aback, thinking that this foreign girl was different from the little girl he raised.

The courage is also extraordinarily big.

Even if he saved a few of them, he didn't have to stare blankly.

Although he knew that he had always been handsome and had nowhere to put his charm, he still felt uncomfortable being looked at by the little girl like this.

……

Seeing the ferocious swordsman chasing people like himself, he just died like this.

The blond-haired young Russell was slightly surprised. He squeezed out a very friendly smile on his face, showing eight teeth. He walked forward and was about to speak.

"Do not talk."

Yang Lin waved his hand.

"I have already said that we are just passers-by, and we don't want to hear your grievances. Killing them is only because they want to kill us?"

"Crooked? But..."

The young man froze for a moment, and opened his mouth to speak again.

Yang Lin stretched out his hand, and spoke first again, "Okay, I don't have time to escort you, and I'm not interested in knowing who you are? Anders arrives..."

He never considered himself a generous person.

On the contrary, he is very fussy about some things.

The escape route of the blond young man earlier, if intentional or not, was close to his group.

If it weren't for the extraordinary strength of the own team, no matter what, a group of people would have to be killed or injured to stop the attack of the swordsmen.

The biggest possibility is that these dozens of people were killed by swordsmen, buying time for them to escape.

Do you think the blond youth can't think of this?

It's that he doesn't care at all.

If you follow Yang Lin's temperament.

Facing this kind of evil-minded guy, and causing himself to be blamed, it is natural to chop everything up with a knife.

pity.

Although he didn't think foreigners would be superior to Chinese, he had to admit the limitations of this era.

I have to think more about the Yang family.

This little British boy cannot be killed for the time being.

At least you can't kill them in broad daylight and in full view.

Chapter 062

A trace of anger flashed across Russell's face, and he took a deep breath.

He was so suffocated that he hurt internally, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Russell, he saved us..."

A female voice suddenly interrupted with a strange ending.

The voice is very soft, but the power contained in it can be heard.

It seems to be emphasizing something.

This is Princess Marilyn speaking.

At this time, she was still struggling to walk.

Apparently he twisted his foot while running away.

Walking closer, Marilyn made a court salute, and said solemnly, "Our British Empire will always remember our benefactors, and will not repay kindness, is this the word? Your words are difficult to learn, and I am not sure if you are right... ..."

"Moreover, I will give you a lot of wealth, which is hard to earn in your whole life."

The serious look of foreign girls is actually very funny, and there is no Chinese implicitness in their speech.

However, Yang Lin could still feel the sincerity in his words.

So he smiled: "You are still young, don't make promises to others casually, I don't think it's that simple."

Yang Lin said with a pun: "At this age, the most important thing to do is to stay at home and not go anywhere. China is very dangerous. You should go back to England."

He didn't know who sent these swordsmen. Anyway, no matter who it was, it would be a disaster for Princess Marilyn.

If the opponent doesn't succeed once, there is no guarantee that he won't make a second attempt.

At that time, it may not be possible for someone like me to be present and save someone.

"I've grown up."

Marilyn took a deep breath and raised her head high, revealing her swan-like slender white neck. She straightened her chest and said unconvinced.

The little mushroom, who was looking at it from the side, gasped, and swallowed hard.